Worm & Odprophet - Hazmat Suit and a Hammer

〈Verse 1: Worm〉
I'm in an all-black robe with the prophet
Talkin' with the spirit boy in the center of a pentagram
We drew up in your fuckin' blood, candle wax
Drippin' down your skull, floatin' on the floor like your body when it fail
Singin' verses like the sermons up to the demons that lurk in the rafters
They want to watch you fall six feet in the grave and a bit after that
I'm sorry to say but you're damned

〈Chorus: Worm〉
Damned to the prison, damned to the gallows
You're gonna rot away, it'll take 'em months to find you
They gon' need a crew with a couple hazmat suits
When they find out wherе it is that I left you

〈Verse 2: Odprophet〉
Preachers know I can nеver be saved, beating your kid and slay
Farmers we hate, you come sit on my face, then put me right back in my cage
I'm a disgrace, hittin' your head with a hammer, then I dispose of the cameras
Son of The Devil, dig through your neck with a shovel
Put you ground deep in a bubble, now you in trouble
We are done runnin' from Satan, fuck your personifications
Spit in your faces, we just exist in the static, broadcast live from the basement
Laugh sawin' your body in half, drainin' it out in a bath clog
Me and Worm, we be snortin' on bath salts which is paid with your blood on the asphalt
〈Chorus: Worm〉
Damned to the prison, damned to the gallows
You're gonna rot away, it'll take 'em months to find you
They gon' need a crew with a couple hazmat suits
When they find out where it is that I left you